Harry Potter and the Founders Vault

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Ravenclaw's Lost Dagger.

Having taken Harry and Harper out of their Potions class, Perenelle and Nicholas Flamel led the siblings away from their potion's classroom, heading towards the Entrance Hall, which made the pair curious.

"Why are you taking us together?" Harper had to ask the couple, knowing the other apprentices had been taken from their classes solo.

"You two are siblings by adoption, not by blood," Nicholas stated, confusing the two.

"We are related," Harry pointed out, this not answering Harper's question.

"You share grandparents in common," Nicholas agreed. "It's not a close relation and yet I can feel your magic. I learned how to sense magic from a Native Americans tribe long ago. Your magic isn't the same, but they complement each other; work together nicely and you have some sort of connection to here, to this place, which I just cannot make sense of. I have two theories: either being raised together, somehow, your magics have adjusted to each other or there's something deeper. I want to know which to best decide how to teach you and the only way is to see the two of you together."

They had reached the front doors now as the small group continued walking into the grounds. "There are many things we can teach you. America has advancements in certain areas, but neglects in other areas. But, combining your lives more along with the muggles has led to some subject in magic not being as greatly explored – divinations are one of those." Harry and Harper made a face at this. "But you two don't have the gift. There are others, but first we need to see what you can do."

"We set up a place on the grounds to test your magic," Perenelle spoke as they walked close to Hagrid's hut, but not exactly. It was the pen where Draco had been attacked, "This used to be the main Magical Creature classroom. Hagrid prefers to use outside his hut," Perenelle added.

Nicholas held up his wand and muttered a spell now. "So, we're not interrupted or spied upon," Nicholas explained, and then waved his wand, summoning a black dummy before them. "Now please, use every weapon you have. Any spells you know and even your sword, Mr. Potter." Harry gave a nod at this and summoned the sword to him. "And go!"

The dummy moved as Harper and Harry sent as many spells at it as they could; Harper using spells as Harry used a combination of his sword and spells. For Harry, it felt good to do this in real life and not just in dreams and being teamed up with Harper was a joy. Harry could feel how he was connected to her, even without having to talk. Knowing what the other needed to do.

"Okay, stop," Nicholas called after a while. "I said use every weapon you have on you."

"I have," Harry said taking a breath.

"Not you, you," Nicholas said, looking to Harper. "Why are you not using the dagger you carry on your leg?"

"What?!" Harper asked shocked. She had been carrying the dagger since getting back to Hogwarts and had gotten used to it being there, but even when she looked down at her leg, she barely knew it was there by sight – only because she could feel it.

"It's an impressive glamour," Nicholas remarked. "But I am very old. You're not fooling me with it. Please, take it out."

Harper gave Harry a look who shrugged and Harper reached down and took the dagger out of its holster. "Nicholas?" Perenelle asked, finally getting a look at the dagger.

"Let me see that," Nicholas said, holding out his hand and Harper held the dagger out to him. Nicholas took it and looked it over. "Where did you get this…?"

"It was a gift," Harper said quickly.

"A long-lost heirloom of the Ravenclaw family. A very nice gift, indeed," Nicholas remarked.

"Well, I… wait what?" Harper asked as the words Nicholas said finally came to her.

"Ravenclaw?" Harry asked, surprised.

"It's a bit faded from age," Nicholas explained mumbling something under his breath as he pointed his wand at the blade once more, and then the dagger was much cleaner. "Ah, there, see – there's a small engravement right here. Ravenclaw. And above it the Ravenclaw crest. Styled before Rowena changed it for Hogwarts." The two moved slowly over and looked it over, shocked. "You don't seem to know anything about his dagger. How about a deal? I'll tell you it's history and you tell me where you got it from?"

"I think it's a good deal," Harry said, remembering Merlin telling him to trust the Flamels.

"Okay," Harper said with a nod, glancing to Harry now at his eagerness.

"This dagger was a mark of who was head of Ravenclaw house," Nicholas explained. "On the day of an eldest son's wedding, the father would pass it down. If there was only a female, the father would give it to the female and the daughter would give it to her husband. The story goes that when Rowena Ravenclaw married her first husband, she refused to give it to him – keeping the title of head of Ravenclaw for herself. When she had her daughter, she made sure Helena – who you know as the ghost of Ravenclaw tower – had her last name. Several years after her daughter was born though, her husband disappeared," Nicholas took a breath. "Some say he ran away in the middle of the night with another woman; others say Rowena murdered him and transformed the body into a brick that still here at Hogwarts."

"Really?!" Harry asked, taken aback at the dark history of Ravenclaw.

"Back when we were born, stories of the Founders were slightly different to the accepted history nowadays. History cannot always be trusted," Nicholas explained. "But back to the story of this dagger… years later, Rowena Ravenclaw remarried and presented the dagger to her second husband. The strange thing is that no one could seem to remember who her second husband was. Some said he was descended of Merlin; others believe he was a muggle. Still, some claimed it was Godric Gryffindor himself."

"Well, it wasn't Godric," Harry mumbled and Perenelle gave him a look at that.

"The point being that was the last seen of this dagger. It disappeared after that," Nicholas concluded. "Which leads me to the question of where you found it?"

"I think I have to show you," Harper said to this, holding out her hand for the dagger back.

"I think I'll keep this for now," Nicholas said, slyly.

"It's mine," Harper pointed out, instantly annoyed that the dagger wasn't being returned to her.

"Prove to me you're the rightful owner of this dagger and I will return it," Nicholas said.

"Fine. Let's bring them," Harry said with a nod. "Come on. Follow us."

The group left the former Care of Magical Creatures classroom and headed back to the castle, heading passed the Great Hall, to the Grand Staircase and up to the second floor – directly to Myrtle's bathroom.

"Myrtle, Rowan?" Harry called out, but the two ghosts didn't answer. "They usually make sure no one enters for us…"

"Let me," Perenelle said, waving her wand around and saying something in a language neither teen could understand. "There. Now, no one will be able to walk in or out until I lift the spell. Now, what do you want to show us?"

In answer, Harry turned to the sinks that Harper was already in front of. Harper looking at the small snake engraving on the sink in front of her.

"Open," Harper hissed to the sink, which proceeded to slip down below the floor like it always did to open for the Chamber.

"The Chamber of Secrets! I did once search the school myself for this – along with the Founders' Vault but was unsuccessful in both quests. Obviously…" Nicholas remarked.

"How much did Professor Dumbledore tell you?" Harper asked, getting why Nicholas mentioned the Founders' Vault. Nicholas didn't respond though. "Well, it's a long way down," with that, Harper jumped down the tunnel.

"She's not lying," Harry said putting his sword down, "it is a long way down," and with that he jumped down the tunnel herself. He would summon the sword to him when he was below so to make sure it didn't accidentally stab anyone.

Once at the bottom, and Harry had his sword back on his person as the two siblings looked up to see the Flamels slowly drifting down the tunnel at their leisure and landing on their feet easily.

"A simple soft-landing spell," Perenelle explained to the two who started walking in the direction of the main chamber. Ever since Harper had claimed ownership over the Chamber, the corridor to the Chamber, as well as the Chamber itself had been completely reformed; it was more homely with torches lining the walls to light the way and even some rudimentary paintings now lined the walls toward the two snakes that guarded the main entrance.

"Open," Harper instructed the snakes upon their entrance, they stepped aside to show the Chamber beyond – more colorful and larger than when Harper and Harry had first entered the place.

"Wow. Every time I imagined this Chamber, I didn't picture it like this," Nicholas said.

"I always thought it was more… darker," Perenelle added.

"It was. Once," Harry explained, leaving it at this as he looked to his sister.

"Sasha?" Harper called out. "Harry and I are here with some friends. I need a word…" the two Flamels nearly jumped as, from the mouth of the young Salazar Slytherin statue, the giant Basilisk dropped to the floor.

"Yes Mistress?" Sasha asked, coming closer to Harper who had moved by the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw.

"Your original mistress. Your master's wife. Is this her?" Harper pointed at the statue of Rowena as she asked. With the Ravenclaw blade gifted to her, everything was falling into place for her.

"Yes," Sasha said.

"Why didn't you tell me that when I was asking about her?" Harper asked.

"You asked me if I knew her name. I did not. You did not ask me if that was her," Sasha explained, and Harper groaned. She should have known.

"What's going on here?" Nicholas asked.

"Something to do with Rowena," Perenelle said. "I studied Parseltongue long ago – it's a fascinating subject. Not something you can learn, but something you need to be born with. I did, however, gain a sort of understanding. Something basic."

"Thanks, Peren," Nicholas said, smiling at his wife but turning to the two. "But the Basilisks is alive and having a friendly conversation with Harper. Which means that the two of you lied about what happened down here last year," Nicholas looked around the Chamber, having deduced all that quite easily. "What exactly happened down here?"

The two Flamels waited for Harry and Harper to start talking, both siblings now looking to one another, wondering what they would say.

"We couldn't tell anyone that Sasha was alive," Harper began, honestly. "We needed to protect her."

"Why?" Perenelle asked.

"When I spoke to Sasha down here and asked her not to hurt anyone, a test came about – to see who the true heir of Salazar Slytherin was: Tom Riddle, or myself," Harper said, moving towards the snake statue she had pulled the dagger out of last year. "This rose out of the ground and Sasha explained within it was the gift Salazar Slytherin's second wife gave him on their wedding day. Only the blood of the child he had with her could remove it. Tom couldn't, but when I put my hand in, I pulled that dagger out," Harper pointed at the dagger Nicholas was still holding. "Sasha just confirmed for me that Rowena Ravenclaw was Salazar Slytherin second wife."

"That's…" Nicholas wasn't quite sure what to say.

"Tom Riddle?" Perenelle voiced. "Yes, Albus told us about the ghost from the diary." They had, of course, told Professor Dumbledore all about the figure of Tom Riddle, having skimmed some of the details to keep the secret of Sasha safe.

"I have learned long ago nothing is impossible," Nicholas nodded to his wife. "But please, continue, Ms. Evans."

"When Harper pulled the dagger there was a light and the Chamber became new again," Harper said.

"From dark and dingy, to this," Harry added, nodding to Perenelle as he said this; she had been the one to express surprise at the colors and decor of the place.

"As it was when Salazar made it before Tom's relatives changed it," Harper explained. "And then Sasha was free from the hold Tom had her on. She helped us defeat him and save Ginny Weasley. We had to say she was dead because she's blood bonded to us; we can't let her come to harm," Nicholas gave a nod at this. "And I took my place as the true heiress of Salazar Slytherin."

"Did you say true heiress?" Nicholas did a double take.

"Hogwarts herself visited me in my dreams and confirmed it," Harper said, having a couple of more dreams like this since she returned; but Hogwarts wouldn't tell her who Salazar's second wife was either.

"And I'm the true heir to Godric Gryffindor," Harry added. "He confirmed it in my training dreams with him."

"Because of the sword," Nicholas nodded

Harry held up the sword. He had wanted to tell Neville before, following Merlin's advice but in telling the Flamels, it seemed it was now or never.

"Excalibur," Harry said, and the sword glowed, showing its name on the hilt.

"I always suspected there was more to that sword," Perenelle smirked as Harry lowered it.

"But… true heirs? You sure they said true?" Nicholas asked, and Harper and Harry nodded. Nicholas shook his head in disbelief. "No wonder why you two are so powerful. No wonder why your magic complements each other."

"What do you mean?" Harper asked, curious now. Even this has piqued Harry's interest.

"There is a difference between being a true heir and a blood heir," Nicholas explained. "Especially when it comes to people as powerful as the Founders of Hogwarts; people like them leave a mark on the world. While their blood heirs might be powerful, they are nowhere near the same level as their true heirs. Yes, they might inherit an ability from them, a sense of ownership, but overall, it's not the same. A true heir on the other hand, even a thousand years down the line, their magic are almost replicas of the person they're descended from. They hold the true power of that person inside them. Maybe coming here to Hogwarts, where their magic is still the strongest, helped increase it in the two of you. You connected with them and let it help you grow faster. It must be why you received the gift of Parselmouth last year, Harper, instead of from birth – but it's always been inside you two."

Nicholas took a breath. "Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helga Hufflepuff did amazing things together – even before Hogwarts. Their magic was used to work with each other. Now you have Salazar Slytherin's magic and you, Harry, Godric Gryffindor with Rowena Ravenclaw in the mix as well. Their magic wants to work together again. I just don't understand… It's one in a million chance and yet there are two."

"And Salazar and Rowena," Perenelle spoke up. "Even when we were born, history had Salazar down in a bad light… but the mystery lies within you two. In your blood."

"Yes," Nicholas agreed. "There is a way to track your bloodlines – using Blood Magic."

"I thought Blood Magic was… evil," Harry said, a little quietly at this.

"No," Nicholas said. "Just like most magic, there is a light and dark side to Blood Magic. It's how it's used. But there is so much that can be done with it – including tracing back your family line. Seeing exactly what happened that ended up in the two of you. All the way to the Founders of Hogwarts themselves."

"Okay," Harper said instantly. "I need to know. I need to see it."

"Me too," Harry said with a nod.

"Then we will have to train you in Blood Magic. You need to create the tree on your own, though. You will need to learn the blood magic alphabet too. How to combine the symbols properly, and we'll need to find a blood replenishing potion you can take with your allergies, Harper. Which is something you can thank Salazar Slytherin for, come to think of it," Nicholas added.

"Really?" Harper asked.

"Oh yes, everyone knew Salazar and potions did not mix," Perenelle stated.

"We'll hold our lessons here," Nicholas said of the Chamber of Secrets. "It seems right to explore the mysteries of your blood here in your ancestors' chamber with his familiar who is now yours. Besides, I would like to learn the other secrets of this Chamber. Maybe exploring and making a map of it could be something else we achieve this year, with your permission, of course."

"Definitely. That's something I wanted to do anyway," Harper admitted of the idea to make a map of the Chamber.

"But it's lunch, we should go," Perenelle said.

"Indeed. But first, put this away," Nicholas held the dagger back out to Harper.

"You're giving me it back?" Harper asked, having had doubts that Nicholas would return the dagger to her today.

"I asked you to prove this belonged to you," Nicholas said, "and you have done that. This belongs to the head of the Ravenclaw family and as far as I can tell, that's you."

Grinning now, Harper took the dagger back and put it back in the holster she had on her right leg.

-Harry Potter-

At lunch, the Fab Four were seated at the Slytherin table. Hermione was happily talking about how she was going to learn Alchemy while Harry and Harper did mention they ended up on blood magic but left out the reason why. Harper had seemed distracted, however.

"They need payback," Harper voiced, her eyes going to Fred and George who were laughing and pointing at them now for the redhead prank they had pulled on the Slytherins. "And I know how…"

Harper stood up, leaving her half-eaten lunch at the table.

"Should we be concerned?" Neville asked.

"Ah, Harper will be fine. Nev, can we go somewhere and talk," Harry said, knowing he needed to tell his friend about Excalibur as he gave Hermione a look; Hermione getting what Harry wanted to talk to Neville about.

"Um, sure," Neville stated, frowning at Harry for the request.

"I'm going to spend the rest of lunch at the library," Hermione excused herself as Neville and Harry got up at the same time.

Harper, on the other hand, had found Edward Diggory eating with some first years and pulled him away from his friends.

"Walk with me," Harper said to the boy.

"Okay," Edward said as the two left the Great Hall.

"I need your snake," Harper said.

"Why?" Edward asked as they headed for the dungeons.

"That prank the Weasley Twins pulled on us cannot go unanswered," Harper said, a smirk on her face.

"I thought you said releasing a snake on them was a stupid prank," Edward said.

"It is. The snake is not the prank. She's just the delivery system," Harper said as they entered the common room; Snape having had the jinx removed since. "What's her name anyway?"

"Esme," Edward said as he eagerly went to get the snake.

-Harry Potter-

Harry had brought Neville out onto the grounds, the two getting as close to the Forbidden Forest as they could without actually going in.

"I can't have anyone hear this," Harry commented to Neville. "There is something I have been keeping from you."

"Oh?" Neville said as Harry summoned his sword again. He had brought it back to his dorm after leaving the Chamber, but he needed it to tell Neville.

"Excalibur," Harry said, and the sword lit up once again showing Neville the truth. Neville eyes went wide.

"Seriously? Who else knows?" Neville asked.

"I told Harper first thing. Hermione figured it out herself and I had to tell the Flamels when they took me for testing earlier," Harry explained. "See, Merlin, Arthur, and Godric come to me in dreams and train me as well. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner it's just…"

"A big thing," Neville agreed with a nod. "I'll keep your secret, I promise."

"There is one other thing," Harry said. "What would you say if I told you Sirius Black was innocent?"

Neville paused at this request, looking at Harry seriously for a moment.

"I'd… I have to ask what type of delusion potion you have been drinking," Neville said back, extremely seriously. "Black was caught red handed. He deserves the Dementor's kiss." Before Harry could comment back Neville looked at his watch. "Look, Harry, I've got to get to Defense. See you later… King Harry." Neville clearly joked with the King bit, which made Harry smirk but the comment on Sirius was laying heavy on him.

Anyway, Harry had to get Excalibur back to Gryffindor Tower and figure out a way to break Neville's bias against Sirius.

-Harry Potter-

The Hufflepuff and Slytherin's Defense class started much the same as the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, including the Flamels coming to take Neville for his testing, while Remus brought them to face the boggart in the teacher lounge – the only difference was Harper's wand had tried to send a curse at Remus before Harper stopped it and apologized. Remus had been on his game though and been the first Defense teacher to react and defend himself from it in seconds.

Then, Tracey was used as the test subject this time – her fear brings large snake that did look a lot like a Basilisk, making Harper wonder if it was due to last year.

"So, what's your greatest fear?" Daphne asked Harper as they lined up.

"I don't know. Maybe a rollercoaster… never been a fan of the big ones," Harper admitted. "But how do you make those funny? How do Boggarts even turn into that sort of thing? Besides, they are already fun in their own way."

"What's a rollercoaster?" Daphne asked, and Harper had to laugh at that.

"A muggle entertainment ride," Harper explained. "Think of it like a wild broom ride."

A few students later and it was her turn as she stepped forward. But it wasn't a rollercoaster the Boggart turned in to – it was Harry, laying on the floor, covered in blood and clearly dead. The image shocked Harper.

"Harper!" Remus called out. "Use the spell."

Harper didn't know what to turn the lifeless form of her brother into as she held her wand in her hand. Her world was suddenly could and she didn't know what to do. The only thing she could do was turn and ran as fast as she could out of the Teacher's Lounge.

Remus stepped forward at this instance, getting the Boggart back into the wardrobe, among snickering from some of the students now.

"Please, stop laughing," Remus spoke out, hearing the laugher.

"She thought her greatest fear was rollercoasters," Daphne pointed out.

"She was unprepared. She didn't know what she really feared and ran. It happens to the best witches and wizards," Remus explained. "5 points to anyone who faced the Boggart. Class dismissed."

-Harry Potter-

The Flamels had taken Neville back to the same classroom they had taken Hermione earlier in the day, only this time they set a drink in front of him.

"We're just going to talk," Perenelle sai,d seeing Neville was nervous. "Your teachers say you are amazing in Herbology, but that is not a subject we have knowledge on."

"I don't want to waste this opportunity on Herbology," Neville admitted.

"Do you have an idea?" Nicholas asked.

"Last year there was… this dueling club, and afterward Harry showed me spells. I enjoyed learning them, knowing how to defend and fight. I'd like to learn more," Neville said. He had been thinking about this for a while since the original offer had been shown to him to become a Flamel apprentice.

"Peren, I think this one is all yours," Nicholas smirked, surprising Neville.

"Ah yes, I was a dueling champion about a hundred years ago," Perenelle admitted, surprising Neville. "I could make you an amazing dueler. But it will be hard work; you're going to need to get into a better mindset, be ready for anything."

"I'm all in," Neville said.

"Perfect," Perenelle turned to her husband, "it seems we have a good balance of apprentices between the pair of us."

-Harry Potter-

Harry had filled Hermione in on Neville knowing about Excalibur and his frustration at his friend not believing him about Sirius. Hermione was more sympathetic to Neville's mindset, though.

"Sirius Black has been a boogeyman all of Neville's life. He's been one of the people they can put a face to, to put their fears of Voldemort onto when Voldemort himself was gone. It's going to be a lot harder for him to believe he's innocent," Hermione reasoned.

"But we're going to have to tell him," Harry stated.

"We need to be calculated in how we do it. Break down those walls slowly, make him realize that it's more complicated, less black, and white than he's been led to…" but Hermione couldn't finish her sentence as Tracey and Daphne ran up to them out of breath. "Tracey? Daphne?" Hermione asked, being on good terms with Harper's roommates.

"Defense class," Daphne said, out of breath. "Boggarts."

"Yes, we did that this morning," Harry said.

"I'm sad I missed it," Hermione remarked, knowing she couldn't go back to do the lesson via other means now, so planning on talking to Remus to see if she could get a one-on-one lesson later.

"But the Boggart," Daphne stated. "It… well…."

"What is going on?" Harry had to ask.

"Harper, she… well… it…" Tracey tried.

"Her boggart was you – dead!" Daphne managed to say.

"Really?" Harry asked, shocked at this, and the two nodded. "Makes me feel guilty mine was a Dementor..."

"She ran from the class, and we can't find her," Tracey said.

"I think I know where she is," Harry said.

"Want me to come?" Hermione asked, giving Harry a curious look.

"No. Sorry Mione, but this is a sibling thing," Harry said, saying his byes to the girls before moving off, back to the castle and heading directly for Myrtle bathroom. As he suspected, the sink was, once again, open – only the two ghosts were here this time.

"I was just going to go looking for you. Harper went down there crying," Rowan told Harry.

"Bad defense class," Harry said. "Make sure no one enters," with that, Harry jumped down the tunnel again and the two ghosts looked at each other.

"I want to see what's in there," Myrtle admitted. "It is linked to how I died, after all."

"Go. I'll watch the door," Rowan smirked as Myrtle actually smiled as she followed Harry own.

-Harry Potter-

Harry found Harper in the main Chamber, crying. Sasha was there, her head right next to Harper and Harper leaning into the giant snake.

"If that was Daisy, it would be extremely cute," Harry said, surprising Harper. "With Sasha… it's between cute and creepy."

"Harry!" Harper called and Harry came up and brought her into a hug.

"Daphne and Tracey told me about the Dementor," Harry stated.

"I didn't expect that… I don't know…." Harper admitted. "Now I'm just so embarrassed."

"Hey, Moony, jumped in front of me so a boggart Dementor didn't kiss me," Harry pointed, out which caused Harper to slightly smile. "Make it dance."

"What?" Harper asked.

"The Boggart. Nothing funnier than a dancing Harry Potter," Harry added, and Harper had to laugh at that.

"You're right there," Harper said.

"Those eyes…" the two were shocked by Myrtle appearing in the Chamber. She was looking at Sasha. "Those are the eyes! The snake… it's not dead."

"Myrtle!" Harry said fast. "Let us explain. Please."

"For you…" Myrtle said with a nod, as Sasha looked down, to not look directly at Myrtle. Harry sighed as he had to tell the ghost a version of the truth – they were getting good at these manufactured lies.

-Harry Potter-

After convincing Myrtle to not tell anyone but Rowan, who agreed to keep the secret of Sasha's survival, Harry and Harper went to their last class of the day and then dinner; Harry then had to serve his detention with Snape, who had him scrubbing cauldrons, which wasn't a bad detention as detentions were for the Potion's Master.

It felt like forever though before Harry got back to Gryffindor Tower and sat on one of the comfy chairs near some First Years.

"Hey, you're Astoria Greengrass, right?" Harry asked one of the first year Gryffindor girls, who was nearby.

"Yes," Astoria said.

"Your sister asked me to watch out for you and I haven't been doing a good job, but your sister always has my back, so I have yours. If you need anything, find me," Harry said and the first year looked shocked at this.

"Urm, thanks Harry," Astoria stated, blushing as she turned back to her friends, who started to giggle. Harry ignored this.

Suddenly there was a loud noise and shouting; Fred, George and Lee Jordan came out of the Boy's Dormitories; their robes were green and silver, Slytherin colors. Furthermore, on their foreheads was a snake tattoo that said 'Slytherin Rules'

"Did you help her?" Fred stormed over to a shocked Harry.

"Harper…?" Harry asked, not even attempting to hide his laugher. Fred held out a note that said 'payback, Slytherin style Harper' on it. "No. I just got back here myself. I had detention," Harry explained.

"Then how did she get into our room?!" George asked.

"Harper has her ways," Harry said, noticing a lot of people were giggling. "Okay, she got you. You got her and the rest of Slytherin. Let's call it even and we all had a good laugh."

"Oh no, Potter," Lee said.

"Harper's done something more than that," Fred stated darkly,

"Your sister has declared war," George finished, the three gave each other smirks, turning, and going back up into their rooms.

"This could get interesting," Harry said to no one in particular, but decided to go warn Harper about the upcoming prank war. He'd give the Fifth Years a few minutes to settle themselves before heading to his dormitory to grab the book to talk to his sister.

Post Chapter Note 1: Well, we hope you liked this bonus chapter. Now all 4 of our Founders Challengers have special subjects from the Flamels, while the Chamber's secrets are being explored and Harper has started a prank war with the Weasley twins and Lee. This will get exciting.

Post Chapter Note 2: Please, please don't expect this to be the start of twice-monthly updates again – as stated at the start of the chapter, this was just to celebrate out Facebook page getting 400 likes. We will go back to twice-monthly updates in future, but not yet.

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